"Basic physics my @$$, Cauldwell", Lee growled over her PCM - though only after first snorting derisively and rolling her eyes at the Director of Operations' words. "I suppose I should be glad we aren't dealing with whatever you consider to be an advanced physics problem, Director."
She seemed about to say more, but then Lady Freedom cut in with her rather incredible-sounding solution of attempting to cart the little flame elemental into outer space. As the impetuous young woman set about her self-appointed task with little fanfare and no warning, Lee irritably (but half-heartedly and not very roughly) bumped the Scandinavian water-controller still crouched in front of the ball of fire with one booted foot and, sounding as distracted as she did irritated, said, "Ran, stop whispering sweet nothings at your new flame and get out of the way!"
Lee had to admit that, assuming Lady Freedom could actually get the burning elemental up into space, her plan might work. But that didn't mean the older cybernetic beauty liked it. Once again, Captain Freedom's daughter was rushing ahead and making plans without bothering to consult or include the rest of the team. Between her, her so-silent-he-might-as-well-be-a-ghost brother Freedom's Star, and Amazonia (who also seemed to have a problem with rushing ahead), their team was barely functioning as such. And Lee was not happy about it.
Still, on the whole the team (such as it was) had done well in dealing with the Professionals today (despite Lady Freedom's morale-crushing assessment of things), and Lee recognized that now really wasn't the time to vent her anger. Lady Freedom seemed set on her plan and, even if the way she was going about it irritated Lee, there was a real possibility that it would actually work. So, for the time being, Machine Girl kept her mouth shut and settled for stepping out of the way of Freedom's heat rays, an expression of mute indifference on her face as she watched the younger woman work.